“I hate that!”

Have you seen the commercial of the mom pushing the daughter in the grocery cart? The mom says, “we need chicken.” “i don’t liiike chicken!”, says the little girl.

That happens in my house every day. I’m cooking supper and Matthew walks up. Whatcha cookin’ mom? Barbecue ribs and broccoli casserole, I say with a smile on my face. I hate that, he replies. Then he walks away. Can you feel the love?